Let Me Be... Oh just let me be!

Work Woes....

Dejected I feel... hanging by the loose thinning thread...
Even the float that was thrown to me is starting to deflat slowing...
I am not used to crying for S-O-S,
I usually deploy the method of deriving a survival method before I share my experience with others...
but today, I am jaded...jaded beyond words...
I actually sent S-O-S smses out...
Me wailing inside of me, desperating grasping for that last bit of air to survive a few minutes more...
Is that few minutes of survival really worth it? Or will I end up the living dead...

I think I need a break... I need to get away somewhere to blow my head off!
Pour those slimsy lousy rotten brain juices out, then cultivate new ones...
I need to just merely just survive... I need to want to survive...

Maybe I really ought to love money more... need to even want to die for money...
But I am anything but that...
Give me air, at least not take them away from me...

Oh grumpy bitter old me...
They said "there're alot pple worst off then thee!"
I said "oh just let me be..."